She handled all the lengthy phone calls that I couldn’t make from work, booked all the wedding dress appointments, and took care of all the un-fun tasks, like finding portable bathrooms.

My future in-laws, on the other hand, made the wedding-planning process approximately 6,205 times more painful then it needed to be. They didn’t like our venue (“I was picturing a hotel ballroom ...”), our gelato bar (“You can’t have a wedding with out wedding CAKE!”), or our table shape (“You have to have ROUND tables!” Huh?).

And then there was my father, who was helpful in his own way by doing nothing. If I asked for his opinion, he gave it. But he didn’t butt in. If he wasn’t entirely on board with any of my plans, I never knew about it.

What’s your wedding planning experience been like? Who’s been totally helpful? Who’s been entirely unhelpful? Or are you doing it all yourself?